Healing Roots Life Coaching

I found this poem within a notebook I have that is used only for things related to my job. I know I wrote it within the last 6 months but that's about all I know... thought I'd share it. If for no other reason than to know it didn't get lost within the pages of notes, to do lists and other such things. Trapped by my own life's construction Hands burning, hurting, aching from scratching at the seams... Trying to release my heart See more

When faced with uncertain and stressful times, I find it all too easy to slip into the darkness. To have my silent pity parties and when I do finally see someone, all I do is talk about all the crap happening TO me.... completely forgetting most of the time that it's happening FOR me - so that I can learn, be tested and grow. I was reminded of this by a plant I saw when I was out for a walk one beautiful morning. And suddenly it was so clear... OH YES. Now I remember. Bec...ause it had to fight and climb and strain to reach through to the light, and so that is what we must do too. Fight, Strain, Stretch, and push our way up through the darkness and into the light. Well yes I know it's easier said than done, and when we are in the darkness it seems to want to go on forever, but I assure you that there is light. All around you. For I myself am just finally seeing it through all the muck and mud I've been trying to get through myself. It is always - All around you. Sometimes we are faced with such responsibilities in life, that we WONT see the light until we are ready and until we can jump out of survival mode into a more consciously functional mode and then again into thriving mode AND THATS OKAY TOO. Like you... I am trying too. It's dark and cold and lonely up that pole but it's going to be such a release and give such a new perspective and lightness to your world once you reach the top. Keep it up... you got this. Climb little plant.... CLIMB! See more

This week I was gifted a very tough situation that gave to me some new perspective. Which always leads (for me) to more thought and wonder, sometimes frustratingly muddled and sometimes a bit clearer. So while I sit staring out my window in silence, thinking about the bigger picture of my life, my actions, my dreams, my desires... I am drawn to read some of my fathers writings. I have read a few today which I am pondering over and then realized this one was quite fitting and thought maybe someone else out there would benefit from it also. May you sit in stillness, listening to your body, clearing your mind, to look at your Self and recognize your voice. Thanks dad.

Sometimes all you need is to talk through all the jumbled up thoughts in your head. Lay them out and then look at them one by one when you can.

I stayed home today from work. I have been fighting some kind of sickness and allowed myself the time to rest. It did me good. It's not often I listen so intently to my body and allow it to just rest. While I lay in bed, I noticed all the emotion that came with that decision though, the guilt for not being at work, the wonder of "how sick am I getting", the guilt for just laying in bed and watching netflix, the thought of I can or can not do this or that because I'm home s...ick. But then I thought no. This is what I needed. This is what I deserve and I became aware of my time instead of worrying about how much more of it I had before I had to start adulting again. So I decided that while resting I could also try to learn and think through the thoughts I was hearing my inner voice say and feeling them. So I decided to pull another writing from my dads book. And this is the one that came up. A page about mindfulness. About being in each and every moment. Thanks dad. :) See more

Here we go again... This is #2 of my dads writings. May it inspire or confuse you... but either way it will make you think. Thanks dad, for all of your guidance, love, teachings and more... I miss and love you.

My father passed away when I was 30. Last month was the 13th year anniversary. That experience was life changing. It created in me a sense of urgency to LIVE. My father also was a man wise beyond his years on this Earth and to prove it, he wrote. Back then it was on an electric typewriter (yeah they existed) ;) He would write his teachings and about his experiences in life in conjunction with those teachings. He talked to Physics professors, watched documentaries, he kne...w about universal things we as a general public are just starting to accept and yet he was already exposing me to them back when I was barely figuring out who I was. It makes me sad that he is not here to have deep conversations with NOW; when I feel I'm finally understanding all the things he wrote and finally having those AAAAH yes.. moments with his writings or life in general. His wish to me was to share his writings with whoever would listen. It's taken me MANY years to have the courage to do that. and I mean c'mon isn't Facebook kinda made for that? So here I am - finally sharing some thing of his. His writings have always made me think .... HARD. I usually have to read them a couple times to grasp the concepts. I have a book of all of his teachings that he wrote - they are like mini stories. Each page is a different lesson or thought. I pick them at random and as always (like the letters he would send me) when I open them or turn to a certain page, they are perfectly in line with what is going on in my life. I asked him to help me pick todays ... and this is what came up. I hope you can gain something from it too. And if no one reads this... well. that's okay too. Because this is only the beginning of the sharing. In tribute to my dads wishes... I am sending off this first of many pages from "Zen Buddhism and the Best Way to Die in Fresno." Written by Luther Reagan (FYI - they aren't all about death but they may make you think about it in multiple meanings) See more

"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes." Marcel Proust The past 4 days I have done the opposite. I was discovering a new landscape which is just as enjoyable at times as re-discovering my normal environment. And however enjoyable it was, I must say that I am ready to sink back into my home once again and spend some time reflecting on the new experiences. I believe both options can feed the soul tremendously. Dont be affraid to try new places and step outside your box but also do not be afraid to see what your home landscape has beneath its surface. It might surprise you. May your adventures be new and exciting if even in your own back yard.

I am surrounded by beauty and thus completely grateful for my connection to this Earth. I feel so at home in the trees. And grateful for good friends, beautiful moments in Mother Nature and so very grateful for warm clothes...

And this is why I love what I do... "I think the coaching thing is really cool. I am excited to experience this with you because it is truly extracting your personal stuff and giving you a road map. I will wish this for all my smart girlfriends who are stuck in a weird cycles and want to grow beyond the borders of their self talk and self imposed limitations."

I am open, I am receptive, I am worthy.